Chapter 325: Clues

"The ghost market is held every three days, and in the last ghost market, the three masters of the ghost market once sold a copy of the 'Danfeng bloodline', which was extracted from a person's body. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Only the people of the Zhu family have Danfeng blood, and it should be a certain child of the Zhu family who suffered from the seedlings. ”

The shopkeeper said such a news.

Fan Lang's heart moved, this news just coincided with the disappearance of Zhu Hongye, and eighty percent of the "Danfeng bloodline" was extracted from Zhu Hongye's body!

Fan Lang once seized the human dragon blood of Naixin, there is more than one similar method, he uses the most gentle means, and there are some simple and crude methods that can be forcibly extracted, and the person who is extracted is crippled at least and killed at worst.

I'm afraid that the vermilion leaf is more auspicious than lucky.

The person who sells Danfeng's bloodline is the third master of the ghost market, and if you grasp this clue and follow the vine, you can find out the ins and outs of the whole thing.

The status division of the ghost market is somewhat similar to a bandit cottage, with the big boss, the second boss, the third boss, and so on, and so on, and the higher the front, the stronger the strength and the greater the power.

The three masters are already considered big names in the ghost market, and investigating along this line is equivalent to going against the entire ghost market, which will cause big trouble.

Fortunately, what Fan Lang is not afraid of is getting into trouble.

"You know a lot, I'll ask you a few more questions. Fan Lang took out a piece of gold ingots and threw it to the shopkeeper.

He asked a few more questions and hid his true intentions, in fact, what he wanted to know was mainly the whereabouts of the three masters.

After a series of questions, Fan Lang got the answer he wanted.

The three masters will participate in tonight's ghost market, and it is not difficult to find him.

The trip went well, and there was a major breakthrough on the first day of coming, clearing the clouds and finding clues.

Fan Lang stood up and was about to leave, but was stopped by the shopkeeper reaching out.

The shopkeeper's smile was a little more inexplicable: "This guest officer, you came to our store to order wine, but you didn't drink a sip, is it too early to leave?"

"I'll pay for the wine, this bottle of wine hasn't been opened yet, wouldn't it be nice for you to sell it to someone else." Fan Lang said lightly.

"This wine is brewed by the store itself, and if you don't drink it, you will look down on this wine too much, and make the store dull. I think you'd better take a few sips before you go. ”

"What if I don't drink it?"

"That would be so hurtful. The shopkeeper's smile faded away, and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

A few people turned out of the back door of the tavern, all with unkind faces and fierce eyes, like a group of bloodthirsty demon beasts, staring at Fan Lang.

Fan Lang has never seen any strong winds and waves, and he is not surprised.

"Guest officer, you didn't drink a sip of wine, but you inquired about a lot of news, and asked a lot of questions. I can tell that most of your questions are asked casually, and smoke is put out there, when in fact you are only concerned about one or two things inside. A lot of these problems are related to ghost markets, so you don't think you want to do something about them, do you?"

The shopkeeper said slowly.

He was smart, he saw through Fan Lang's maze, and almost guessed Fan Lang's intentions.

He pulled out a dagger and played with it lightly in his hand, the dagger circulated between his fingers, flashing with a terrifying cold light: "This town is close to the ghost market, in fact, it is the outpost of the ghost market, and many shops in the town are the eyeliner of the ghost market, and this store is one of them." If you have the idea of fighting the ghost city, we can't ignore it. Guest, in addition to paying, you'd better leave something to explain. Otherwise......"

"Otherwise, what?" Fan Lang raised his eyebrows and glared at the cross-eyed.

"Otherwise, you don't want to get out of the store alive. The shopkeeper pulled a gorgeous knife flower and stabbed the dagger on the table with a bang, and the threat was self-evident.

"The people who want to kill me are like carp crossing the river, I'm afraid you won't be on the list. ”

"Looks like you're not going to be obedient. ”

"You are the one who disobeys. ”

Fan Lang's eyes suddenly changed, and the red lines of the dream weaving eyes appeared, and his eyes became mysterious, that is, the cross-eyed eyes spoiled the atmosphere a little.

Since this is a black shop and you want to attack him, there is no need to be polite.

He's not a good guy, and this group of people is killing themselves.

The nightmare begins!

At the same time, Fan Lang cast illusions on all the people in the inn, dragging them all into the illusion, making it difficult for them to extricate themselves.

The scene in front of the shopkeeper changed instantly, and his consciousness became much blurred and confused. He found himself lying on a cold, damp* iron plate, his body tied and sturdy, and there was a strong smell of blood around him, which kept burrowing into his nostrils.

Looking around, I saw that it was a closed room, covered with minced flesh and blood, and even the walls were smeared red, and there were several bloody handprints on the walls.

Click, click......

A masked fat chef was cutting meat with a knife, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a mutilated human corpse under the knife!

The shopkeeper gasped, wanting to scream but couldn't make a sound, his mouth was blocked by a metal mask.

Creepy fear crept down the nerves.

The fat chef is chopping people, won't it be his turn next?

Time flies very slowly, and the fat chef is like a cook and a cow, cutting human flesh little by little. The shopkeeper could only watch, tormented in his heart, for fear that it would be his turn next.

When the last piece of flesh under the knife was shaved off, the fat chef slowly turned his head and looked at the shopkeeper, the two looked at each other, and the fear was magnified to the extreme.

The shopkeeper was almost scared crazy.

And that's just the first nightmare.

In reality, everyone in the tavern sat honestly on their chairs, their eyes glazed and motionless.

Fan Lang leveled everyone with a look, got up and left the tavern.

His Dream Weaving Eye continued to strengthen, especially when he took the time to absorb the Ten Thousand Evil Core obtained from the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, this material is very precious, and it can only be exploded after completely destroying the source of all evil, and after absorbing it, it will greatly improve the Dream Weaving Eye.

With his current level of Dream Weaving Eye, even if he leaves, he can make the people in the store continue to sink in the abyss of nightmares, and there is no cure, these people are almost like vegetative people.

Fan Lang walked around the town and inquired about some more news, which corroborated with the information obtained from the tavern and confirmed that the news was reliable.

It was close to dusk that he returned to an inn where the caravan was located.

As soon as he entered the door, he met Purple Rose, dressed in purple.

"Cross-eyed!" Purple Rose Xingshi asked, "What are you doing when you have been out alone for so long?" How many times have I said it before, telling you not to walk around, stay honest in the inn, why are you disobedient? It's a triangle, a lawless place, and people are killed on the streets. Even King Xuan has to hold his tail between his legs, not to mention that you are a Xuanzong. If you get into any trouble outside, it's not your own business, and it may even implicate us!"

Purple Rose is a lesson in splitting her head and covering her face.

Even Feng Nu wouldn't talk to Fan Lang like that.

Said the steam egg

I made up for yesterday's chapter and wrote it out early. Save the manuscript today, and tomorrow it will break out in the tenth watch.